I tried playing Rhythm Heaven for the DS again. It's just one of those games I feel I should love in *theory*, but in practice it digs into my skin and highlights how bad my self-esteem and anger problems are.
I've completed just the beginning portion, and I feel it's already whooped my ass to where now I'm just in an awful mood.
Thanks game
As you persevere, you'll begin to notice improvement in your gameplay. You see that you have the ability to learn to do that which you thought was impossible. You'll get better and better.
And when you run out of Heaven, there's always osu!
I plugged the game back in, attempted one more song, got severely angry and threw the game right out of my 3DS. I'm always so upset with myself when I get angry, I hate myself so much.
It reminds me alot of Mr. Kawashima's, my avatar, Brain Age games. There's no doubt that it's challenging me to get me to improve myself, but when I just feel like the game is judging me and explicitly saying I have the thinking power of a 60 year old senile decrepit, I just can't help but take it personally.
And it's the same way in Rhythm Heaven, whenever I make the smallest error and the clapping monkeys look at my character with disdain, I can't help but react violently. As far as I'm concerned, the game flatly exists just to tell me I have no rhythm, and it wants to stab me in that soft spot, and it wants to twist it around until I'm just a sobbing mess again.
And it's at that point that I realize that my thinking has flown straight into irrational territory for suspecting such a cute little game of such malicious intention.
It's like earlier today, I have set it in my mind to make some form of effort, even the most flaccid and frail effort, to attempt exercise. I went outside with some jump rope and spent the next five minutes getting winded doing five jumps and tripping or just smacking the jump rope into my legs cause I apparently can't CAN'T GET THE FUCKING RHYTHM DOWN GODDAMNIT.
So I just did the weakest single lap jog around the block instead. Then I went inside and ate some cookie batter cause apparently I have no self-control whatsoever, I'm just a simple minded animal who is a slave to his basest whims. And then I went to work and ate roughly 10 hershey's kisses that are in a community bowl here. I'm so miserable with myself I could cry.